Chapter 127: True Dragons

"...You!! You’re here!!!" Nio leaps up from the bed upon seeing Nioh. Normally, Nio could only see Nioh inside her dreams, so seeing her in the flesh leaves her surprised and a little in shock.

’I can feel her magic... it’s real!!’ Nio can tell this Nioh isn’t the dream Nioh because of the magic she senses, along with other physical factors she can pick up on.

"No need to scream... I’m right here beside you..." Nioh speaks in a much darker tone.

"You... you have a body?"

"Did you forget this is Hell? We were both distinct beings, so obviously we each have a ’spiritual’ body here in Hell... which means yes, I really am here..." Nioh didn’t want to show herself. She didn’t want to have a body that Typhon could touch again.

"Anyway, I’ll have to go with you two now... I don’t want to stay in Hell... once we get out, we’ll probably each get separate bodies! It’s actually an opportunity — since there are two of us, we can kill Typhon!" Nioh speaks with a nod, wanting desperately for them to win.

"..."

"K-Kyaa!! W-What the hell are you doing?!" Nioh screams when Nio tackles her down, grabbing her hands and squeezing with such force that blood starts to trickle from Nio’s nails puncturing Nioh’s arms.

"Hmmm... you smell... so good. I... didn’t know you had such a delicious scent." Nio presses her face to Nioh’s neck, beginning to inhale deeply.

"A-Are you insane?! G-Get away from me, you wretch!" Nioh kicks at Nio, who keeps her pinned regardless, inhaling her scent as if it were the finest thing in existence.

"I’m not insane!!! It’s just... you smell really good..." Nio murmurs, losing herself in that scent. The reason is simple — both of them are [Alphas] among dragons. But while Nio is covered in Typhon’s scent, Nioh has practically just manifested and is emitting her own characteristic Alpha dragon scent, which is highly attractive to dragons. Consequently, Nio herself is drawn to it.

"You damn—!" Nioh twists, throwing Nio off and reversing their positions, which jolts Nio out of her stupor for a few seconds.

"S-Sorry... you just smell... nice... I didn’t mean to be invasive! Can you let me go?" Despite Nio’s words, her tail grabs Nioh’s, coiling around it firmly. The scales of both produce a sound of scraping and grinding.

"You say that, but you grabbed me first, damn it! Let go of my tail first and then I’ll let you go!! For starters, I never gave you all this freedom just because we’re in Hell!" Nioh is already frustrated, so she doesn’t try to be understanding.

"Hey! I said let me go, Nioh!!" Nio’s pupils become slitted as her rationality begins to fade. The forcibly submissive position Nioh has forced her into, combined with Nioh’s scent, stirs her dragon instincts.

To Nio, the situation isn’t simply [I ’attacked’ Nioh and now she has me pinned and will let go once I let go]. It’s more like [An Alpha is trying to dominate me — I need to dominate her first], something quite common among dragons, since they are a race heavily centered on dominance.

"..." Nioh, seeing that look, also loses control because her own instincts register the same situation of dominance. Her eyes also become slitted while her teeth grind together. Nio’s tail squeezes tighter as Nio tries to twist her body.

Nioh fights against her, twisting her body as well as they roll across the room. But this causes the blood from Nioh’s wrists to spread. The scent of blood makes Nio headbutt Nioh in the face.

When Nioh realizes it, blood is running from her nose, cutting the last thread of rationality she was trying to hold onto. The two begin to fight, rolling across the floor aggressively like wild beasts trying to prove superiority.

Bestiality steals the place of reason, and instinct crushes any logical thought. The two headbutt each other, their horns colliding with a dry crack.

"..." Both Nios open their mouths to spit flames. The orbs condense to an extreme level and both fire at each other. The contact releases an immense explosion of nightmare flames.

The sound released by the impact is like a wailing lament joined with crackling pops as the inn and half the city turn to ash, charring almost everyone nearby. Both remain nearly unscathed due to having a certain immunity to their own flames. Both are still "the same being" in the end, so it isn’t very effective, especially since they share the same physical attributes.

"..." Nio bites Nioh’s shoulder, and Nioh does the same, biting Nio’s left shoulder. Teeth sink into flesh as they roll across the ground trying to prove who is superior.

But since all their attributes are literally the same, whether physical or magical, it ends in a stalemate. That’s why neither lets go of the bite.

"Grmmmm..." Both growl at each other, sinking their teeth in even harder. Their sharp fangs pierce bone as blood drips down, staining Nio’s clothes and Nioh’s bare collarbone, since she still has no clothes.

"...I only left for a few hours. You two just needed to stay peacefully at the inn and wait. Was it really that difficult?" Typhon, who used magic to return upon seeing the explosion, finds the two Nios intertwined and biting each other.

"..." Typhon grabs both of their tails as they try to crush each other and lifts them up — neither even notices Typhon’s presence.

"Haa... I forgot Nioh’s scent could do this..." Typhon immediately recognizes the problem and hugs both of them, beginning to carry them away to remove Nioh’s scent and take them somewhere new to stay.

"You’re lucky no one around here is strong enough to come question us, or we could all be in trouble. Honestly, you two aren’t children to lose your composure over so little."

"Nio I can understand — she’s young and new to this body, so she wouldn’t know how to suppress that urge. But you, Nioh, you already know how this is. The fact that you lost control too is deeply disappointing." Typhon speaks even though neither of them is listening, both maintaining their bites in a competition where whoever lets go first loses.

"I suppose I share some of the blame for not dealing with this problem beforehand. But don’t worry, Nioh — soon you’ll smell just like me, and then Nio won’t try to make you her mate again."